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Of course it's this one.

Merry Christmas to me.

You made it.

Yeah, it wasn't pretty, but I'm here.

Come here, have a seat.

Look, I've been doing this for a minute.

You know, of course, but this?

You got a different kind of cake, huh?

So, you want to pay me the rent now, or
did you have something else in mind?

Something else.

You got state secrets?

You really want to know?

Not if it's going to make me blush, no.

Yeah, no, you're not ready for this
heat. That is definitely a pass for me,

then.

Yes,

please, thank you. You're not going to
eat your toast?

It's all yours.

I'll take that. Thank you.

All right, I got to go. Me and Kylie are
meeting up early to go over this

chemistry midterm.

Who's Kylie again?

Dad.

Say hi to Kylie for me.

And, um, can I get a ride to the city
tomorrow?

We got the day off.

Teacher development.

What, they're not fully developed yet?

Apparently not.

Hey, what's going on with your personal
statement for your application?

I'm still tinkering.

Ty, look, I'm telling you, don't slouch
on this, okay? This is college. It's

about your future. I got it, okay?

I do.

Just wish you'd believe me.

Thanks for breakfast, Dad.

I tried to call my sister back again
this morning. Oh my gosh, she didn't

answer. No.

It's been weeks since I've heard from
her.

Thank you.

You guys should listen to this. Oh, good
morning, Kelly.

Right, sorry.

Yes, good morning. I've actually, well,
I've been here a while. Okay, just for

you. Okay, so it's my turn to work the
tip line last night. Mostly nuisance

calls, you guys know how it is. But
there was one that actually seemed very

legit. Right, her name's Gail Burke.

Retired EMT. She's got commendations up
and down her file. Not a kook.

Let's hear it.

For the past week, I've been seeing this
strange guy go in and out of the

community center up the block, and that
place has been closed for months.

Also, I saw a few girls go in at odd
hours, but they never came out. Now, I

called the NYPD, and no one followed up.

Somebody ought to check it out. Maybe
the FBI will, just for peace of mind.

So I called her back.

Seems credible.

You're right.

All right.

Grab your jacket.

You want me to come with? Why not?

It's your fish.

Okay.

Looks like the project doled out in May.

The developer said they had security
cameras, but they shut them down months

ago. All right.

Split up.

Kelly, take left.

Hey, I mean, it's clear someone's been
using this place as a crash pad. I mean,

you can tell your tipster she was right.

Okay, we'll check security cameras in
the area, see about these girls she said

came through. There should be another
door here.

Well done, Kelly.

What is that?

Decomp.

Found the source of that smell.

So much for peace of mind.

Neck abrasions on all three women is
consistent with manual strangulation.

They all look pretty fresh. Body
decompison stages ranging from last week

last night.

The most recent victim's got defensive
material beneath her nails.

She fought back before he crushed her
windpipe.

Okay, we'll get that DNA tested,
processed, and see if it matches anyone

database. Hey, Mo's back.

Looks like a brand.

It's cauterized.

The initials B, C.

Think our guy did this?

If he did, it wasn't recent.

All right. Let's get this back to the
jock. See if they can make anything of

Thanks. Yeah.

Remind me to never underestimate the tip
lining, and those are great instincts,

Ko. Thanks. All right. Tell us about our
three victims.

Yeah. Fingerprints ID them as Jacqueline
King, Hyacinth Duffy, and Vesper Green.

All in their early 20s.

All sex workers with multiple
solicitation charges in New York and all

to death within the last week with no
signs of rape or sexual assault.

So we may have a serial killer on our
hands. Does that M .O. match any active

cases in or out of state? No hits in
BICAP, but BAU is generating a profile

we speak.

And the neighbor described the suspect
as white, around 6 '3", and driving a

dark -colored SUV. We get eyes on any
possible vehicle matches.

No such luck. It's the residential
section of Washington Heights, so...

block the dead zone. All right, what
about fingerprints found at the scene?

Found plenty, but nothing popped up in
Next Generation ID.

What about defensive wounds? Any skin
cell DNA under the fingernails of the

recent victim? We ran the sample, but
there were no matches in the system.

All right, then we work our way
backwards through the VIX.

These girls were sex workers, right?
Sam's the reason our killer picked them

at some point. Can we figure out where?

Based on arrest records, they all worked
the street. No online escort services

or profiles.

One of the women, Professor Green, has a
branding on the inside of her wrist.

Just ran it through the database.

That mark is tied to a known pimp, Buddy
Cook.

Cook's currently locked up at FDI
Ridgeberry, but his girls like to hang

a bodega on Roosevelt Avenue.

So within a week, our suspect has
strangled three women in our own

This guy's on his spree. I want him ID'd
now. Yes, ma 'am. Let's get Skoll and

Eva over to Roosevelt Avenue. Maybe
somebody saw him scoop up Vesper.

So, Gola, you got any special holiday
plans?

Oh, Nina wants to host, you know, do it
all for once, the whole shebang.

What, it's not your vision?

Well, our family's just kind of a lot,
you know what I mean?

Yeah, try explaining to my mom why I'm
still single over Christmas.

Quick!

Oh, here we go.

Special Agents Rommel's in school at
FBI.

It's hard enough without you people.

Look, we're not the cops. We're not
trying to jam you up, okay? We just have

ask you a couple questions.

Yeah? About what? Well, there's somebody
out here targeting women in your line

of work, all right? We just need a
little help.

You work for Buddy Cook?

I don't work for anybody.

Hey, you know your rights, Charlie.

You don't got to tell them nothing.

Thanks, Des. I got this.

Do you know this girl?

Her name is Vesper Green.

Maybe, yeah.

What's going on?

Did something happen to her?

I'm sorry, but we found Vesper's body
this morning, strangled to death.

What is this?

It's, um, it's Vesper. They said, they
said she's been murdered, along with two

other women, also sex workers.

I take it you guys were close.

We looked out for each other.

Well, did you notice any suspicious men
lately?

How about all of them?

Look, can either of you recall any time
she might have talked about somebody

that was acting strange, lying, fight?

Fights happen all the time.

It's, what do they say, occupational
hazard.

That's why we started working in pairs.

Was anyone working with Vesper the last
time you saw her?

Yeah, Vesper was talking to some white
dude.

Left in an SUV.

Looked like it hadn't been washed in
like ever.

I'm pretty sure Effie was with her.

He picked them both up.

All right, so the super confirmed he saw
Effie O 'Rourke go into this apartment

a couple hours ago.

Get it.

On your knees.

Hey, hey.

Effie?

Effie? I'm going to be okay.

She tried to drug me. Stop talking. She
tried to drug me. Stop talking.

Brennan Krawchuk.

Says here that you're a project manager
at Iron State.

A high -end contracting firm.

It's a respectable job.

No priors. How'd you end up in this
mess?

Three girls. What, Effie was going to be
your fourth?

Wait, what? What do you think I did?

You want to play dumb?

Okay. We'll just wait for the DNA match.

DNA? What are you talking about?

Here are the photos of the three sex
workers that you strangled to death and

threw in a freezer.

we can link every one of their murders
to you. Wait, hold on. I have never seen

these women in my life. That's not what
we heard. According to an eyewitness,

this girl, Vesper Green, her, and F .B.
O 'Rourke, the one that we caught you

beating, were picked up by the same
John, white, male, 30s, around 6 '3",

they were driven off in a dark SUV just
like the one that you own. That proves

nothing. Half the city drives a dark
SUV.

Look, whatever they saw, it wasn't me.

And besides, I don't pick up
prostitutes.

That girl Effie, she picked me up. You
do understand that lying to the FBI is a

federal crime.

I'm telling you, I am not lying. Then
you better start talking.

I stopped at O 'Brien's after work.

Couple of beers.

This girl sits down next to me and she
comes on really strong.

Like, she wants to party.

Why not, right?

We get back to my place, we hook up a
little, and then she sneaks away to make

drinks. That's when I caught her trying
to roofie me. So then you started to

beat the hell out of her. When I
confronted her, she grabbed a knife,

You guys didn't see that part.

Look, she tried to drug me.

And, yes, I lost control.

But if you need proof, test my DNA or
whatever, it will show that I was

near those girls. You'll see.

I'm innocent.

You're far from innocent, Brandon.

What do you think?

I hate to say it. I think he's telling
the truth.

Yeah, but you saw what I saw.

He would have killed that girl if he
didn't show up. Yeah, he's a piece of

but BAE's prelim profile says we need to
look for somebody who's antisocial, who

has a lifelong hatred for women.

He was making eye contact with me the
whole time. He wanted my approval.

Okay, so maybe the profile was wrong.

There's one way to find out.

Let's hold him, and we'll get an STR
analysis in the morning.

Okay.

Hey, morning.

Hey. I'm afraid Maggie Tunch was right.
Our killer is still out there.

The DNA found under Vesper's nails was
not a match for Brandon Krawcheck.

That tracks.

I had Kelly dig into Brandon's credit
cards. He was in Boston the last two

at a work site. His manager confirmed
it. Oh, and ERT found traces of her

in a broken glass at his apartment.

So Effie did try to drug him.

There's something about this case. The
closer we look, the blurrier the picture

gets. Well, Effie got released from
hospital, so let's talk to her. Maybe

can help us figure out what's what.
Yeah.

You know, Effie, we can't even imagine
what you're going through.

A lot of my days are tough.

The hell, the cops care all of a sudden.

Well, you're lucky we found you when we
did, Effie.

Okay? We know that you tried to drug
Brandon Krawchuk before he attacked you.

Okay?

There's somebody that's killing girls
like you.

All right? We're here trying to piece
that together.

What do you mean? Like, a serial killer?

Vesper Green and two other women were
found murdered.

It's him.

Who's him?

This John.

He picked us up, me and Vesper.

He paid me to drug that guy.

He paid you to drug Brandon Krawchuk?

Yeah.

Did you catch him?

No, that's why we're here.

Look, we need your help.

You just said that he picked you up and
your friend Vesper Green, right?

Is there something that you remember
about this John? Like, did he give you a

name? No, he barely spoke.

And he paid a lot.

A thousand up front and another a
thousand when the job was done.

What was the job?

Go to the bar, take Brandon home, drug
him and take his wallet.

What does the John want in the wallet?

He showed me a photo of Brandon, told me
where Brandon drinks after work, but...

Brandon was not the bar the first night.
It was a lot of money.

And so I tried again.

And once I got the wallet, I was
supposed to meet the guy in Washington

That's where you found them.

Isn't it?

Was Vesper supposed to steal something,
too?

After that, the creep picked us up.

We all went to the diner.

He spoke to me and Vesper in separate
booths.

Where was the diner?

You don't have to convince me Effie's
story is far -fetched, but her

of the John who hired her matches the
description of our killer saying for the

car he was driving, so we were chasing
that frisbee.

All right, we got eyes on the diner.
Effie said her and a friend were taken

Got to, but the cameras only cover half
the parking lot. Well, that'll have to

do. Eyes up for a dark SUV, right?

Hey, yeah, got something. 2 .22 p .m.
All right, all right. Man exiting a dark

SUV with our two women. I can't see the
plate.

All right, but that's definitely Epi and
Vesper. So who's the guy in the dark

blue hoodie?

We only need one frame, right? We need
the seven reference points to get an ID.

Just hold on, let me try something.

Yeah, I think I got it.

Update to our Facebook software. It can
pull from different angles to get a

composite. Got it.

Okay, folks, eyes up.

Warren Stroud. Let's get to know each
other. Talk to me. Looks like he lives

of town. Current address is in Elkins
Park.

Philadelphia. Yeah, he lost his trucking
job post -pandemic.

Recently declared bankruptcy.

I'm also seeing divorce documents filed
by his wife, Janice, but they have yet

to be finalized.

Okay, any reason given for the divorce?

Wife claims she got her husband with
multiple sex workers.

Okay, so maybe Warren's...

redirecting his anger for his misfortune
at sex workers.

Could be blaming them for his downturn.

So how does stealing the guy's wallet
fit into all of this? What's the

connection to Brandon Krawcheck?

Maybe Warren paid these other girls to
steal things before he killed them, too.

Some kind of twisted ritual. But, no, we
need another piece to this puzzle.

Okay, we've been pouring over Warren's
financials. His card was charged at a

Bronx motel last week.

Okay, right before the murders began.

Yeah, get this. That motel, ten minutes
away from the community center where we

found the bodies.

It's going even there now.

Up against the wall.

Alright, we're all clear.

We're looking for Warren Stroud.

Who are you?

I'm his wife.

Will someone please just tell me what do
you think he did?

We believe that your husband has
murdered three different women here in

York. All sex workers.

This is insane.

But Warren would never do anything like
that. He's not a killer. He's a good

man. Janice, you divorced your husband
because you found him cheating on you

with sex workers.

I did, but it's complicated.

What's complicated about it?

You know that something is wrong with
your husband.

He's on lithium and anti -seizure meds.
He's sick, okay? He needs help. He needs

my help.

Been in a spiral, better part of a year.

Lost his job.

I found him with a prostitute.

There were others.

Him doing that?

Bring him.

Whatever they gave him back to our bed?
No.

I left.

But I... I still care about him.

Okay, so how did you end up here at this
motel?

I've been here before.

He left me a message two nights ago. It
sounded like he was on an upswing.

So I drove into the city to find him.

You still got the voicemail? Can we hear
it?

We are at the precipice of true
destruction.

I love you so much.

This world is going to burn.

And I'm holding the match, and it's lit
in my hand, and it doesn't hurt.

This day of reckoning is so close.

I can't wait to see it all in ruins.

That sounds like more than a spiral to
me.

Since we split up, he's been alone,
isolated, staring at that laptop. Who

what he's doing on that thing?

Okay, we're going to need to get that to
under the chalk.

I'd like to stay here in case Warren
comes back, if that's all right.

I'm sorry, Janice, this is a crime
scene. Well, then I'll take another

I want Warren to see my face first.

No matter what happened, he owes me that
much.

Okay.

We'll get some undercover officers
posted outside.

And if he calls you, you'll be the first
to know.

This world is going to burn.

And I'm holding the match, and it's lit
in my hand, and it doesn't hurt.

This day of reckoning is so close.

I can't wait to see it all in ruins.

Okay, stop it there. So Precipice of
Destruction, Day of Reckoning, does that

sound like a guy who's off his meds?

Yeah. Yeah, but what I mean is that's
not just a guy off his meds. That's a

who's planning something, right? His
wife said that Warren is online day and

night. So what if these women that he
killed, what if it's a part of some kind

of plan?

Were we able to track Warren's phone?

He must have turned it off. Last ping is
at the community center the other

night. Right.

Maybe we're looking at this the wrong
way.

Maybe it's not a psychosexual serial
killing.

Maybe it's...

Part of some doomsday plot.

OK, let's talk this through. What do we
know? We know Warren picked up this

woman, Effie, paid her $1 ,000 to steal
this guy, Brandon Krawcheck's wallet,

and bring it back to him, which is
weird.

But if it is a whole plot, did he kill
these women to use them in the same way?

to get them to steal from the actual
targets, and then he killed the women

to cover his tracks.

We can look at the recent NYPD robbery
reports. Yeah, filtering for male

who claim to have been robbed by female
suspects over the last week. All five

boroughs, all ages, let's cast a wide
net.

Take us through it. How were you robbed?

I was watching the ballgame at
Finnegan's, just minding my own damn

when this girl came instead of the boy.

And then what happened?

She started flirting, like, real
suggestive.

Thought it was my lucky night. I jumped
to bring her back to my place.

Believe it or not, but it's been a while
since I had company.

Do you see the woman who approached you
in these photos?

That's her.

That's the crazy girl that roofied me.

Redhead, that's her.

Yes, her.

She seems so pleasant.

And you were certain that you were
drugged. Did you get a talk screening?

No, but I'm sure she must have slipped
something in my drink.

This one minute, we're raising our glass
to a chance meeting.

And then I woke up in the morning.

Things were going great, and then I woke
up in the morning, just felt like I

took a brick to the face.

What did she steal from you?

My laptop.

My work lanyard was gone.

She took my damn keys.

For your home, your car.

And then some.

Like, I'm a fleet manager over at NYEP.

New York Eastern Power.

She took facility keys, substation key
fobs, all gone.

Boss is pissed, and I look like an
idiot.

What would she want with your work
lanyard?

I'm a third -generation IBEW.

I run operations for every NYEP
substation in Manhattan.

Was this a personal laptop?

Wish. I'm a civil engineer at Ford
-Michelson. There was very sensitive

information on that computer.

What kind of sensitive information?

My firm won a big contract for doing
seismic update. Big infrastructure

Including Eastern Power facilities?

Sure. Schematics.

All kinds of info on that laptop.

And you only need two things to access
any Eastern Power facility.

One, a company truck.

And two, a working key card. But of
course, you wouldn't know how to

the site unless you had the blueprint
stolen from the third target.

So what are we saying? Warren is
threatening some sort of attack on the

infrastructure.

Okay, so let's warn Eastern Power there
could be a security breach and let's

mobilize NYPD to all its facilities,
yeah?

The only thing we haven't figured out is
how Brandon Krawchuk factors into this.

We need to get his wallet's evidence,
see what he's got worth taking.

All right, let's get somebody to MCC.

Brandon's lawyer bonded him out two
hours ago.

What? But if Warren needed something
from Brandon and didn't get it, Warren

could already be after him. Get Maggie
and I away to Brandon's apartment now.

He's got a body.

It's Brennan. He's dead.

Amen.

Hands up and get down on your knees.

Now!

It doesn't matter.

Think you can prevent the day of
reckoning?

The clock will be reset.

You murdered three women, Warren. You
had them drug and rob three different

targets. Where are the stolen items that
you killed for?

The silent treatment is not going to
work. We have already tied your DNA and

your fingerprints to the three victims.

They won't be the last to die.

Well, you are in here now, so how's that
going to work?

Things always settle out in the end.

Sometimes you just need to give them a
little push.

So there's a plan, something you need to
push. Is that what you're saying?

Jeez, I don't know what I'm saying
sometimes.

Your wife is here, in the city.

She said she was worried about you.

If you say so.

Stolen keys, stolen lanyard, a laptop.

What's it all for?

What's the plan?

The plan hasn't changed at all. You said
that the clocks were going to be reset.

What's that all about?

Warren.

What do you want?

I want what we all want.

To live free.

We are free.

And so were you, until you killed those
women. I'm not.

You aren't.

We're all trapped.

It's the one thing we have in common.

Whose words are those?

I don't think they belong to you.

You working with somebody?

You have no idea what I'm capable of.
Who were you working with?

Admit that you're trapped.

I'm tired of this.

If you can't see it, we got nothing to
talk about.

You're going to remember this
conversation when the judge signs your

warrant. You can't threaten me.

I may be locked up now, but soon there
will be no prisons.

Well, it finally hit the post.

What post is that?

Post Society.

Hey, Ty, where you guys at?

Me and Kylie just went skating, and
we're going to grab some lunch.

You're still giving us a ride back
later, right?

No, look, I'm going to need you and your
pal to head home. I can't tell you why.

It's a work thing, so I need you to take
it seriously.

Come on, Dad.

Yeah, really, sorry.

All right, we'll head back.

Tyler, what's going on?

Call me when you get home, okay?

I love you.

My dad wants us to head back.

So I dug into Warren's phone. He is very
active on a private telegram server,

similar to the telegram channels used by
domestic terrorists. It is very grim

stuff. Accelerationists preaching about
doomsday.

Accelerationists, what are we talking
about, a hate group?

These people, they hate the world. Their
channel isn't tied to any racist

ideology. They call themselves the Third
Testament.

And they're not religious extremists?
Far from it. The only god that these

people bow down to is chaos. They
believe that... Violence is the ultimate

motivator for change. The Third
Testament was founded by this man, Chip

McCaffrey. And have we tracked him down
yet?

Don't need to. He's dead, killed in a
fire after a standoff with ATF in 2022.

Right. The prophet is gone, but his song
lives on. And these message boards,

they are just an echo chamber for his
members to provoke each other into

committing more extreme acts of
violence. And it looks like Warren took

bait. It appears that they goaded him
into committing a lone wolf attack on

Manhattan's critical infrastructure.

Right. Well, Eastern Power deactivated
all the stolen items and ERT did a full

sweep. They found nothing.

What about Brandon Krawchuk's wallet?

We never found it.

What if he wasn't in that apartment
alone?

Goes there with a partner, kills the
guy.

And hands the wallet off to his partner.

Right, Warren stays back to deal with
the body, then we bust in.

Brandon Krawcheck is a project manager
at Iron State Contracting. That means

he'd have access to demo materials,
heavy machinery, explosives.

We need to find out who Warren has been
in contact with.

Let's get his wife in here.

Yeah.

Hey, bad news. Janice Stroud just bolted
that room she checked into. It was

empty. She must have slipped away, and
she powered down her phone.

All right, we've got to find her now.

But you should see this.

20 minutes ago, one of the stolen
eastern power trucks pulled into this

construction site.

That's the construction site where
Brandon Krawcheck worked.

Okay, so Warren Stroud is in custody, so
who is driving that truck?

Got another angle there.

Well, at least we found her.

All right, folks, Warren Stroud is not
working alone.

Janice Stroud, his wife, is working with
him. She just stole his truck like they

had planned and is likely trying to
finish what he started.

I don't believe she's done. How much do
you want to bet that duffel bag is full

of explosives?

Yeah, we still got eyes on that truck?

No, no, we're still looking. All right,
everyone should be scrubbing. We need to

find that vehicle and somebody call
Eastern Power. Make sure those stolen

cards are deactivated, yeah? I'm on it.

Jubal, looks like the truck just crashed
the toll in the Brooklyn Battery

Tunnel.

Okay, what does Eastern Power have near
there?

The Metropolitan Grid Substation. It
uses insulating gas to protect high

-voltage equipment. It's just a few
blocks away.

All right, get a team there right now.

Hey, Dad.

Hey, Tyler. What's going on, buddy?

Not a great time. You on the train?

We were about to, but, look, you always
said if I saw something that looked off,

I should call you.

Uh, yeah, sure. What did you see?

Kylie and I were headed to the train
just now, and...

Weird gunshot.

Tell them about the guys.

And then we saw two guys rush out of the
van and head into this building.

They had guns and a big rolling
briefcase.

Where is this?

We're on Hudson, like four blocks away
from your office.

Okay, I'm going to have somebody check
it out, but I need you and Kylie to get

in a taxi right now and go home. Do you
understand?

Okay. Okay, yeah.

Okay, you did good, Ty.

Call me when you're home.

Skol and Eva just landed at the sub
station.

Scully, that's the truck.

All right, Jubal.

I got eyes on Janet, who's held up as a
gay with the key card. We're moving in.

Janet!

The FBI, all right? I need you to step
out of the truck slowly with your hands

in the air.

Okay,

we got the live feed off from the
substation.

Okay, here we go.

There's Janet.

Where's she going? Keep an eye on her.
Yep.

People, we got an active shooter.

Send backup.

Who's our shooter? Kelly? Yeah? Who's
our shooter?

Uh, not getting any hits, Jubal. Okay, I
got Janice. She's entering the

substation.

Whoa, is that... PBX polymer -bonded
explosives and not just a single

Skola Eva, you there?

All right, Duval, tell me you're up on
this place.

Yeah, we're patched in. We've got your
eyes. Our suspect is in possession of

explosives. How much?

Enough to take down the whole damn
substation and more.

She's currently attaching it to the gas
lines. We know where that is. Where is

she? Transformers, they're on the second
floor of the tower.

All right, she went to the second floor.
Get up there when you can, safely.

We need more boots on the ground. Yeah,
on it. Oh, I dispatched a team to check

something out nearby.

Why? Tyler's in the city. He saw two men
run into a building with guns. Where?

Hudson, right here. We haven't heard
back from the team yet. No, negative.

60 Hudson, it's a lighthouse.

A building that houses all the fiber
optic cable for the city. Every telecom

emergency service lane convenes at the
base of that building.

This isn't a lone wolf event.

This is a wide -scale attack.

They're targeting lower Manhattan.

Okay, we need backup to 60 Hudson right
now.

Alpha team, secure the area. The rest
with us.

Wait

for

the reload.

Cover us. Now!

Suspect down. Janice is on the west
tower, second floor.

She

armed

the bomb.

Janice! Go, go, go. I'll get her.

OA, cut the blasting cap to neutralize
the device completely.

It's over.

You're damn right, dude.

It's all over.

What the hell just happened?

Are you guys seeing this?

Jubal, what the hell was that?

How long till the generator kicks back
in? It should be coming up. You still

comms? Hey, Maggie, OA, can you hear me?

Maggie?

Jubal, can you hear me?

Comms are down.

Somebody talk to me! Okay, okay, we've
lost all contact with FDNY and NYPD.

911 emergency line is also down.

We're completely dark here. Nothing is
responding.

No traffic cams, no pull cams. The cell
towers are not responding. They could be

down or just be overwhelmed.

Jubal. Yeah?

They did it.

What? They took down the city's entire
fiber optic network.

Okay, guys, come on.

You've reached Tyler. I'm not here right
now. Leave a message after the beep.

Come on, Tyler. Pick up the phone.

Jubal, the film network is crashing.
You're not going to get through.

Jubal? Jubal!

Keep going, keep going.

No, wait, check him out.

Keep going, you guys.

Come on, guys, get out of here, please.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Can you get up?

Can you get up? You're welcome.

Everybody, keep going.

Keep going.

We need help!

Okay, Tyler, listen to me. You're going
to be okay.

Your dad is here, okay?

I need a doctor, a medic!

Jubal?

Maggie!

Maggie, is that you? Maggie, please, I
need to get him to the hospital. Get me

medic, now. Okay, come on in.

Tyler, wake up, please.

Look at me, buddy.

Tyler, Tyler.

Please, wake up, honey. Come on.

Please, give me someone.

Please, wake up.